The noble Sire, fallen on evil days,I saw, with hand uplifted, menacing, brandishing,(Memories of old in abeyance, love and faith in abeyance,)The insane knife toward…
Author: Samantha Evans
Vigil Strange I Kept On The Field By Walt Whitman
Vigil strange I kept on the field one night:When you, my son and my comrade, dropt at my side that day,One look I but gave,…
Vicouac On A Mountain Side By Walt Whitman
I see before me now, a traveling army halting;Below, a fertile valley spread, with barns, and the orchards of summer;Behind, the terraced sides of a…
Unnamed Lands By Walt Whitman
Nations ten thousand years before These States, and many times ten thousand years before These States;Garner’d clusters of ages, that men and women like us…
Unfolded Out Of The Folds By Walt Whitman
Unfolded out of the folds of the woman, man comes unfolded, and is always to come unfolded;Unfolded only out of the superbest woman of the…
Two Rivulets By Walt Whitman
Two Rivulets side by side,Two blended, parallel, strolling tides,Companions, travelers, gossiping as they journey. For the Eternal Ocean bound,These ripples, passing surges, streams of Death…
Turn, O Libertad By Walt Whitman
Turn, O Libertad, for the war is over,(From it and all henceforth expanding, doubting no more, resolute, sweeping the world,)Turn from lands retrospective, recording proofs…
Trickle, Drops By Walt Whitman
Trickle, drops! my blue veinsO drops of me! trickle, slow drops,Candid, from me falling, drip, bleeding drops,From wounds made to free you whence you were…
To You By Walt Whitman
Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams, I fear these supposed realities are to melt from under your feet and hands; Even…
To You By Walt Whitman
Stranger! if you, passing, meet me, and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to…